Out of ev­ery clime and peo­ple,
Under ev­ery ho­ly name,
Is the ev­er­last­ing Gos­pel,
Good and glad for aye the same;
So we, in our hap­py Christ­mas,
Breathe the uni­vers­al creed,
Clasping hands with dist­ant ag­es,
In a bro­ther­hood in­deed.

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Hark! we hear again the chor­us,
Echoing through the star­ry sky,
And we join the heav’n­ly an­them,
Glory be to God on high!

Sing aloud, then hearts and voic­es,
Shout, O new world, free and strong;
Hail of Light the death­less tri­umph,
Join the old world’s birth­day song:
Glory be to God the high­est!
Peace on earth, good will to men!
’Twas the morn­ing stars that pealed it,
Let the world res­pond again.

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